Yea, un-huh, ha, free «Benji»
Free «Kuntry», Rest In Peace «Lee»
Hook
Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s
Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I
Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause
I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with
My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t
Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella
Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where
N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making
Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now
Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k
With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I
Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds
Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss
Look, a lot of b*****s did me shady, a lot of
N****s tried to play me, i’m still screaming free
My cousin «Kuntry» even though my family going
Crazy, you f**k with my clique you’ll get hit by
My shooters ain’t no need for me to make a diss
I need a vacation away from this negative s**t
Really need to take a trip, these b*****s be
Telling lies on me, these n****s be telling lies too
I can’t let no n***a ride on me, as soon as I see him
I’ma shoot, I got a b***h that could dance, we both
Got them fans so you know we both got them bands
I got a b***h that got plans she horny as f**k right
Now she got her hands in my pants, I fell in love with
Haurache’s, you fell in love with a thotty, I just let the
B***h top me cause I ain’t really like her body
Diamonds got a n***a lit, I feel like the s**t, and I ain’t
Even got a potty, love all my n****s cause I already
Know they got me, shout out to «Benji» that’s bobby
Shout out to «Benji» that’s «Bobby», yo life a game
My n***a, that s**t older than «Atari», don’t f**k with
My gang lil n***a, if so then you gone feel sorry, yo
Life a game my n***a, that s**t older than «Atari»
Don’t f**k with my gang lil n***a, if so then you gone
Feel sorry
Hook
Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s
Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I
Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause
I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with
My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t
Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella
Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where
N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making
Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now
Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k
With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I
Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds
Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss
Look, I started off with just a nickle but now I got
Green like a pickle, f**k with my team leave you
Crippled, I ball for that green b***h I dribble, I stay
With that steam cause I’m little, you run up on me
You gon' wish you never ran up on me, I’ma kill you
And your homie, f**k all the phonies, shout out all
My homies, these b*****s ain’t want me but now
They all on me, «Buka» my brother my slash shooter
Put that on my mother we got mad rugers, bought
A rollie like I had to do it, now I can’t wait til I get it
Flooded, diamonds on me I don’t never tuck it, I dare
A n***a to try to touch it, I’m getting money you live
Off a budget, your b***h all on me said she wanna
Suck it, almost said f**k it, I was f*****g bugging
To get bread as a younging was selling onions, even
Mamma couldn’t tell me nothing, she was talking but
I didn’t listen, said I might get shot if I don’t go to
Prison, f**k a opp I hope he end up missing, f**k a
Cop cause I ain’t with the snitching, if a nigga dissing
Shells what i’m sending, yo life a game my n***a, that
S**t older than «Atari», don’t f**k with my gang lil
N***a if so then you gon' feel sorry
Hook
Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where n****s
Die so I stay with a stick, love making music I
Stay in the booth n****s mad at me now cause
I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k with
My clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I won’t
Make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds hella
Cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss, Karma’s a b***h, i’m from a city where
N****s die so I stay with a stick, love making
Music I stay in the booth n****s mad at me now
Cause I keep making hits, Karma’s a b***h, f**k
With my clique, you’ll get hit by my shooters I
Won’t make a diss, look at my wrist, diamonds
Hella cold, they yellow gold look like it’s flooded
With piss
Yea, karma, what goes around comes back around
I call that karma, I don’t know who I could trust, I
Done did bids for n****s, I done put my life on the
Line for n****s, it’s like none of that s**t even
Matter, s**t crazy, every time I turn around I can’t
Trust nobody cause n****s doing me shady, that’s
Why I call that s**t karma, what goes around comes
Back around I call that s**t karma, remember that
Never forget it